Supreme Harem God System novel Chapter 2189

Chapter 2189: Let’s see if you still dare to laugh once I am done with you.

"Vexarion Aurendor—"

An ecstatic, crazily chilly voice was heard.

"Are you ready for our duel?"

Hearing those words, Vexarion froze, his molten veins faintly glowing in the dark land until finally—

He decided to move and look where the voice was coming from. At the same time, a surge of gold light flared around him as he raised his hand, cutting through the dark, gloomy atmosphere.

The glow pushed the darkness back, just enough for him to see her.

Sharnoth Nocthys.

The woman stood barefoot upon nothing, her long grey hair floating gently as if the air itself moved for her. Her crimson eyes gleamed brightly—unnaturally brightly—and that grin... that wide, stretched-out grin of excitement that pretty much distorted her face...

It... it froze his blood.

"Sharnoth..."

Vexarion called out in a low, uneasy voice.

For some reason, as he stared at the woman in front of him, something did not feel right. Something felt... different.

He just... couldn’t point it out.

"What is this place?"

He asked, demanding to know what was happening.

"Where have you brought me? What did you do? Why can’t I contact anyone? Where is the Anomaly?"

It was a series of questions, questions that... overwhelmed Sharnoth.

The woman tilted her head, some of her long grey hair coming in front of her face, but she simply didn’t care.

She... she seemed like she was thinking hard and then—

"Oh, so many questions..."

She giggled.

Her voice was soft, almost gentle, so much that Vexarion almost felt at ease but then—

"HAHAHAHA!!"

It twisted halfway through, splitting into loud laughter that echoed far too loud in the empty space.

"You talk too much, Vexarion Aurendor.

Still the same self-righteous tone... so serious... so scared."

She spoke, her crimson eyes shining brightly as she watched the being in front of her.

Her laughter didn’t stop either; instead, it rolled, becoming sharper and sharper until finally, it turned into a shrill, maniacal melody.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!"

Vexarion’s expression darkened.

"Enough games!"

He raised his voice, the black halo over his head burned brighter behind him.

"Answer me!"

He commanded.

And Sharnoth...

She blinked once, as if processing his words, as she tilted her head again.

"Oh, I will,"

she whispered, the grin on her face still didn’t disappear.

"I always keep my promises."

Then she leaned forward slightly, her crimson eyes narrowing, her smile splitting even wider, even her skin began cracking under the distortion.

"But you shouldn’t do what you have been trying; it’s useless. Your precious Light won’t be able to hear your screams from here."

The woman answered kindly, and Vexarion’s stomach tightened at those words.

"...What are you talking about?"

He spoke as the call artifact behind his back flickered ever so softly, as if making sure Sharnoth did not see it.

But then—

BOOOOM

The artifact exploded, and Vexarion’s entire body jerked in shock. Without waiting, he took his battle stance, as if prepared to face Sharnoth who might jump at him any moment now, but...

The moment he turned towards the Chaos Heir, instead of seeing Sharnoth preparing her attack, he just saw her... grinning at him.

"Good boys shouldn’t lie, you know?"

The woman grinned again, her crimson eyes now shining even more brightly. What Vexarion found more concerning was... the skin of her cheek that had fallen on the ground because her mouth distorted a little too much.

Even the being who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years gulped at that sight.

This... this definitely wasn’t normal. None of the reports he had read said anything about Sharnoth’s race being able to... shed its skin, and he would know since he was the one who destroyed Sharnoth’s race from the face of the Universe.

Vexarion felt a strong chill down his spine, his white eyes darted around, trying to find a way out, but the place he was in was still as gloomy as before.

He... he couldn’t find a way out.

And when Sharnoth saw what he was trying to do—she giggled again and extended her arms.

"This is... nowhere."

She announced with a big bright smile on her face as she spun once, her crimson eyes flaring as she moved.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?

No rules.

No walls.

And no... screams that escape."

Her hair fluttered across her face, her grin trembling with delight.

"I like it here,"

She whispered.

"It reminds me of... me."

Vexarion stepped back instinctively. If it was just a hunch before, now it had become even stronger.

Something in her voice—something in her very presence—felt wrong, very, very wrong.

This wasn’t the same woman he’d spoken to before. The cold, expressionless Chaos Heir he had seen just a few moments ago or heard about from reports was... nowhere to be seen.

This one... she was alive in a different way.

She seemed... unstable.

She seemed... hungry.

"Sharnoth..."

BOOOOM

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